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LUKE’S POV

Ariel turned around, with my hand still holding hers. Her expression towards me was not that nice. Okay maybe it was nice, but she looked confused with everything. And I too was puzzled myself, just carrying out these actions without thinking things through.

The hurtful words that had been directed to her, quite a massive blow. Thunderstricken, harmful like a hurricane. And the hate I claim better be stuck with me, because I don’t even have knowledge of the things I utter in certain situations.

“Aren’t you going to let go of me?” Ariel asked, our eyes still locked in. She tried pulling back, but my grip only became tighter.

“Do you really want me to let go of you?” I asked leisurely, not taking my eyes off

her.

I could see that Ariel was tired of this, probably angry or frustrated. She wanted to know where we stood. But she would just have to live the life like this. With me, and I did promise my grandfather that there would be no torment.

Although the hate was there, razzing would materialize, and I could try my best to shake off the feeling, hoping for the better. But the repulsion seemed like it could last for eternity. Even though it may look like it faded sometimes.

“Luke,” Ariel called my name, closing her eyes. “I don’t understand what’s going on here,” she added. And I could see the granite to put an end to this moment.

“You don’t have to. Just be lost in the moment.” Still holding her, I took a step

forward.

“Are you seriously telling me this right now?” She asked, not wanting to give in to my words.

“Of course. Do I look like I’m joking?” I raised both of my eyebrows.

Arie rolled her eyes after letting out a deep sigh. “Luke…”

not to get her hands around my chest. Trying to resist the connection. And abandon the moment.

Luke?” Ariel vocalized, with

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came right into my face. “What

let go of her. “You

aksed, although I could tell that I had a little clue of what she

that she wasn’t chaffing one bit. Not a single smile right on that face. A zero sense of

love me or not?” Ariel’s voice simply became louder, but not loud enough for everyone to hear her.

or no, please. Do you have feelings for me, or not? Is your heart filled with hatred, or is it filled with passion for me?” Ariel queried, eager to

simply what she wanted. “I don’t love you. The hate is just

“It is true I’ve been in circumstances when I felt like I love you. I’m not going to deny that. But those were all lies. I’m focusing on the present; what’s going on now. And my mind

you hate me, then why did you decide to do this?” Ariel quizzed.

what?” I aksed her in

closer to her. But my strength prevailed over hers. Like a tug of

you hate me, let go of me!” Ariel demanded, in a

let the words out slowly, looking fixedly

eyes.

strong on her words. “No passion in your heart, right?

you think you’re just

talk like I’ve slept

you don’t love me, then you’re just trying to get your body on mine. This action of yours right now is clearly absurd if you keep

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spoke plangently.

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